"Why Can't I Quit Jaken/Rin?" by Abraxas (2009-12-11)

Jaken spread atop the futon like a tiny, green angel. Stripped naked, his legs and arms wide, his cock and balls limp. He heard the girl walking by and twitched.

He imagined her eyes exploring his equipment then stroked. He grew erect just by the thought of it. Dazed by the pleasure swirling through his swollen hot tip he did not hear the girl calling - he did not notice the girl entering....

Rin knelt by the futon. She watched the way he held onto his shaft and slid his foreskin about his tip. She giggled at the sight of his sack tightening, bouncing up and down.

"What a strange, strange game."

Jaken blinked - he blushed but did not speak. Indeed, it took a moment to register that she was, actually, watching. But her eyes did not leave his erection. And the realization that she was transfixed by it spurred his frenzy.

"Does it feel?" she asked.

"Yeah...like it wants to explode," he said.

"Is that good - to explode - it so swollen and you're squirming and squirming like something gonna happen...."

"Yes, it's a very, very, very good feeling.... I am so excited!"

She crawled above the mattress and dug her elbows into the area between his knees. She reached toward his sack as he stroked faster and faster. Her touch kissed every ridge and contour of his anatomy - she held then bounced then squeezed - and he just kept moaning and groaning.

"Oh, my, gods - I'm going to explode!"

Her eyes widened. His rhythm stopped.

Jaken's body got so tight that all of his muscles showed - then a little bit of white drooled out of his tip.

Rin touched the prick and felt the sting of a blast of cum - it splashed against her skin.

"It's such a dirty, dirty game...."

END